"Boss, this is the underworld censor on our side, named Hu." Ah Da introduced to Fang Zhiyi.
Fang Zhiyi casually chatted with the underworld censor for a while.
After seeing the censor off, Fang Zhiyi frowned. "Your superior is pretty greedy."
Ah Da sighed. "Which one isn't? We worked so hard on this big operation, and he took all the credit!"
Fang Zhiyi nodded. "Do you want to be the censor?"
Ah Da shook his head repeatedly. "Me? I can’t! Boss, don’t joke around. Those big shots are not to be messed with."
Seeing that Fang Zhiyi didn’t respond, Ah Da said, "Boss, I’m already content with how things are now. These days feel like a dream. From a lowly ghost runner to a judge—I never dared to imagine this before."
"And those troublemakers are being kept under control now... life is already pretty good."
Fang Zhiyi furrowed his brow. What was he about to say just now?
Suddenly, a subordinate rushed over urgently.
"Urgent report! Boss Fang! An urgent report from Y City!"
Fang Zhiyi said impatiently, "What urgent report? Isn’t there a procedure? Has the Y City office collapsed?"
"No! Something strange happened at an underground palace on the outskirts of Y City. One of our brothers saw it while handling business," said the ghost, looking quite clever. It spoke mysteriously, "That guy went in and saw a very, very heavy yin-sha energy. He wasn’t sure what to do, so he reported it to the local celestial master. Guess what?"
Fang Zhiyi kicked it directly. "Stop playing riddles!"
"They found a zombie there! A zombie that hasn’t woken up yet!" The ghost gestured excitedly.
Fang Zhiyi was speechless. "Why are you so happy about finding a zombie?"
"A zombie! They’re really rare!" The ghost suddenly remembered the main point. "No, actually, after discussing it, they decided to report it to headquarters. They said the zombie is protected by some strange formation, and they can’t figure out a solution for now."
Fang Zhiyi turned to look at Ah Da.
Ah Da rarely looked so serious. "This is indeed a big deal. Zombies are not under the jurisdiction of the underworld. Once this thing wakes up, it could cause chaos in the human world... The last time a zombie appeared, not only ghost runners but even soul reapers were overwhelmed, and many people died. It took many celestial masters sacrificing themselves to get rid of it."
Fang Zhiyi’s eyes lit up. "Hey! There’s our chance!"
"What chance?"
"A chance for you to get promoted and make a fortune!" Fang Zhiyi patted him and turned to the little ghost. "Tell them not to act rashly, just keep an eye on things. I’ll bring help over right away!"
"Nuannuan, why did you suddenly want to come hiking here?" Li Chenxue looked around the environment, keenly sensing a trace of yin energy.
Tang Nuannuan forced a smile. "Just felt like it. Don’t worry! With me here, no bad guys can come near us!"
"I’m not really afraid of bad guys... Hey? Why are you dragging me?"
Tang Nuannuan thought to herself, The formation sealing Gong Yu needs you to break it, that’s why I dragged you here! You’re always acting like a saint—I’ve been sick of you for a long time!
Luckily, her meticulous plan worked. Li Chenxue "accidentally" fell into the big hole.
Seeing Tang Nuannuan jump down right after her, Li Chenxue was deeply moved.
But soon, she sensed the extremely strong yin-sha energy.
Everything was progressing according to the original plot. Tang Nuannuan’s heart pounded with excitement. To ensure nothing went wrong, she even used her last points to exchange for more charm points.
"Host, isn’t this a bit unwise..."
"What do you know! Just wait. After today, I’ll put on a show of a human-ghost love story for you! I’m going to make Gong Yu fall in love with me, then turn me into a zombie too, and we’ll be together forever!"
The system said nothing. Well, as long as this lovesick fool kept completing tasks, even if her methods were a bit strange, the results would still be fine.
"When that time comes, screw Qin Shaoqing and Li Chenxue! Let them get lost! I can’t wait to see Gong Yu and me join forces—what are they even worth?"
She had already planned everything. Seeing that Li Chenxue was about to be cut while checking the strange formation, Tang Nuannuan lunged forward, pushed Li Chenxue away, and got a big gash on her own hand.
"Nuannuan! You, you protected me..." Li Chenxue was moved to tears.
"Protected you my ass, you hypocritical saint!" Tang Nuannuan clearly saw her own blood flow down through the cracks in the formation, as if being absorbed by something. She was thoroughly smug.
"How can you say that to me? Nuannuan? What’s wrong with you?"
"Stop pretending to be a good person! I’ve been sick of you for a long time!" Tang Nuannuan had finally achieved her goal and stopped pretending entirely.
Li Chenxue stood frozen.
"I see you acting all fake every day, playing the saint everywhere—it’s disgusting!" Tang Nuannuan sneered disdainfully. "You stick your nose into everything, thinking people don’t see through your little schemes?"
Li Chenxue’s face turned pale, shock in her eyes. "Nuannuan, are you misunderstanding something? I never meant any of that."
"Save the act!" Tang Nuannuan raised her voice. "You think I actually liked being friends with you and spending money on you? Pfft! Someone like you wouldn’t last three episodes in a post-apocalyptic novel—no, one episode! You’re not just a naive saint, but stupid too! Just wait, I’ll use your blood and flesh to feed my Gong Yu."
"Gong Yu? Nuannuan, what are you talking about? Am I really that terrible in your eyes?" Li Chenxue was getting angry too. She was a saint, but not a pushover. "You said you had no friends, that’s why I pitied you and became friends with you."
But just as they were arguing,
Suddenly, a commotion broke out.
Both of them turned blankly toward the main entrance of the underground palace. They had entered through a side chamber’s hole, and the main door was still intact.
But then came a loud crash, and dust filled the air.
A large group of people poured in.
Those people looked with some surprise at the two standing in the tomb, then picked up walkie-talkies and shouted, "There are people down here! Living people! Could be grave robbers!"
"What grave robbers? Who are you? I’m—" Tang Nuannuan was shocked and angry, but no one listened to her. The group swiftly subdued both her and Li Chenxue, and before they knew it, they were taken to the police station.
As they were being taken away, a car passed the police vehicle escorting them.
In the car, an old man was talking to Qin Shaoqing.
"I used to have a friend who was an expert in this field, but unfortunately, he passed away from illness. It’s great to have talented young people like you, able to use feng shui techniques to deduce the existence of this large ancient tomb."
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
